Thirty years on, Shane Warne’s ball of the century echoes far beyond cricket
Y ou know the ball, maybe not the date, the score or the state of the game, but if you’re reading this then you surely know the ball. Its flight, how it curved and dipped, hit the pitch and twisted back past the bat, and the equal and opposite reactions that followed. The way poor Mike Gatting stared dumbfounded at the ground, as if, yoink, someone had just pinched his lunch from under him, how Ian Healy leaped into the air, both hands above his head, while at the other end Dickie Bird tried to hide his surprise, as if he’d seen a ghost but didn’t want to let on for worry people would say he was crazy.
